All Chapters of The Single Mom's Second Chance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

1 / 13 Where do we go from here? Chapter oneThere I was, twenty-nine years old, three beautiful children and divorced. Who would want me now?I had always dreamt of being a mum and a wife, one of those 1940’s wives you would see in the movies. I loved my family life, looking after my three babies, helping them with homework, cooking and cleaning while the children were at school and having a nice hot meal ready on the table for when my husband got home. Everything seemed perfect, that was until I stumbled across emails, I clearly was not meant to find….’Work is so fun with you Dylan; I can’t believe you threw water on my top and made it go see-through’.’I liked what I saw, and I really like you Stacey, we should meet up more often’.‘What about your wife?’‘I’ll tell her I’m going to see my friends; you make me feel so different, I want to be with you’.There it was in black and white, and my world came tum

“Come on we’re going shopping” Liana says grabbing my hands and pulling me up off the sofa. I had agreed to let Dylan have the children every other weekend after months of him asking. Harry was six months old now, so he was taking bottles which meant I had some freedom back, not that I wanted it, and this was the first weekend I had ever been away from any of my children.“Get up and get dressed” Liana said with exasperation in her voice. I know she was trying to take my mind off my babies, but I felt so lost without them. “Ok, Ok I’m coming”, I go upstairs to my room and pull on a pair of skinny jeans and an over-sized t-shirt. Liana was looking lush as usual with her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, black jeans that fitted her perfectly and a rainbow t-shirt, she managed to get her figure back so quickly after having Luna and I still feel so frumpy. I suppose new clothes will help. *We got into town and were looking thr

The next day I’m sat across from a police officer at my dining table, re living the events of last night. This is not how I had planned to spend my first day home alone.Penelope is sat next to me with her head on my lap, her big brown eyes looking up so lovingly at me. As I stroke her head, I tell the officer what happened,“Has anything like this happened before?” he asks, he makes me re live my entire relationship with Dylan right from the start and as I reach the end I suddenly realise I have been in such a toxic relationship the entire time, right back to when we first got together and he’d made me change the way I look. I didn’t see it at the time as he had done it subtly. He told me he didn’t like my leather jacket, Doc Marten boots, bright red hair and punk friends. I was so desperate for him to like me I did everything he asked. I wasn’t allowed to listen to my favourite music because he didn’t like it. When he bought me clothes, they were the complete opposite of what I woul

The drive home was certainly not peaceful, nor relaxing. The traffic had caused multiple delays which meant it took us eight hours to get home, we had four pit stops for loo breaks and to grab food from the services and the children were extremely restless.By the time I pull onto our driveway, an instant rush of stress and panic rushes over me as I realise there’s no food in the house and we’re back so late all the shops are now closed. I’ll have to take the children out first thing in the morning and go food shopping. As it’s so late, all three children are happy to go straight upstairs to bed. After I tuck them in, I’m straight back into ‘single mum’ mode and bring in all our luggage. I begin to organise the clothes and start unloading it into the washing machine, when I notice a bunch of flowers on my kitchen table with a note saying:‘Welcome home beautiful, I’ve topped up your fridge, knew you’d forget, love you! Liana’I open the fridge, and it is full of vegetables, yogurts, f

Walking to school on Monday morning and the air feels cold on my face, I can feel the tip of my nose turning pink. I’ve bundled the children up in layer upon layer of clothes, they look like little marshmallows waddling along. We’re running late this morning; however, we manage to step into the playground as the bell goes. I give Joshua and Rosie kisses, and they run off to class. I walk round the back of the school to drop Harry off at pre school and notice Daniel walking by. “Morning Daniel” I call out, he turns to look at me and gives me a smile that melts my heart, “Morning Alice” he replies. I hand Harry his lunchbox and give him a kiss and a cuddle before he disappears inside his school, holding hands with his key worker.To my surprise Daniel has waited outside the gate for me, “are you walking home?” he asks, “I am, wish we’d driven today though, it’s freezing!” I say through chattering teeth. “Can I walk with you?” he asks, “yes of course, do you live near me?”, “surprisingly